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"You're saying that Dumbledore didn't die with the Dark Lord, as the Ministry of Magic had originally claimed, but committed suicide?" Xenophilius. Lovegood stood up excitedly. "I knew it wasn't that simple."

"I think the Ministry of Magic will soon declare that Dumbledore died to me and Harry. Potter's conspiracy is under, Mr. Lovegood. Silver said. The truth is quite limited to what the public can know. ”

"So I should do a special feature on "Singing and Singing"!" "Even if it's to clear your name." ”

"It's not the right time to get into a conflict with the Ministry of Magic, you don't want to be wanted, Mr. Lovegood." Silver said.

"Anyway, tell me what happened, including how Dumbledore died, and why the Ministry of Magic wanted to arrest you." Xenophilius. Lovegood said, "These are all critical, and I asked Miss Granger and she didn't know much. ”

"Most of the time, the less you know, the safer, but you're right, the truth will always be revealed." Silver said, "Mr. Lovegood must have a meditation basin here, and although this thing is rare, you must have a collection here." ”

"Aha, it's definitely more intuitive to look at your memories directly, Silver." Xenophilius. Lovegood rubbed his hands happily, "Of course I have the meditation basin, I should put it, put it in the ......"

"Daddy, you put it in that cupboard." Luna said, gesturing to the cabinet beneath the horn that Xenophilius called the "scimitar-horned snorer."

Silver and Hermione's eyes widened instantly.

"Alright, my daughter, take out the meditation basin, I can't wait to get my hands on the secret facts of the Ministry of Magic." Mr. Lovegood walked over in a huff, ignoring the mess that had been placed in the room.

"Aha, it's here."

The cabinet was opened, and inside there was indeed a shallow stone basin with oddly shaped carvings at the mouth of the basin, with various ancient letters and symbols. There was something flowing in the basin that I don't know if it was a liquid or a gas, and it glowed with a bright silver color, like a flowing piece of silver, and at one moment it looked like a silver mist, and another it looked like melted silver.

Mr. Lovegood had a little trouble, there were too many things in the cupboard, and something was probably stuck in the meditation basin.

"Luna, come and help me, I think there must be a leprechaun working against me, and he's pulling the meditation basin behind the cabinet to prevent me from taking it out." Xenophilius. Lovegood tried several times without success, and was going to ask for help. As a result, his hand almost touched the horn of the "scimitar-horned snorer".

"Jack, don't let him touch the horns of the poison horns," reminded Hermione softly, she didn't want to be a witness to the scene of the explosion at Lovegood's house.

"Let me come, Mr. Lovegood." Silver pulled out his wand and pointed in the direction of the cabinet, which was filled with a jumble of collectibles—including the meditation basin.

Silver let the meditation basin fly in front of him, and let the other things that were floating back into the cupboard—no "goblin" of course.

"Well, I think it's a rare invisible goblin." Xenophilius. Lovegood said solemnly, "I think I should put the development of a goblin repellent on the agenda." ”

Silver wasn't in the mood to pay attention to the older second-year Xenophilius this time. Lovegood pointed his wand at his head, pulling out a long gray mass from his head, causing it to float into the meditation basin and merge into the silver mass.

Silver poked the contents of the basin, and it spun faster and faster.

"This meditation basin is big enough for us to go in together." "When I count to three, we'll put our heads in the meditation basin together. 1，2，3！ ”

"Wow, where is this? Hogwarts? How I don't remember Hogwarts having this place. "Xenophilius. Lovegood looked around excitedly, and there was silence as big as a church. It was already night, but the pillars of light cast by the high windows reflected a city with high walls.

"This is—the Room of Responsiveness?" Hermione and Luna had both attended Silver's Defence Against the Dark Arts Academy, and they knew that Hogwarts had a room that could change in a kaleidoscopic way.

"Where were you? Jack. Hermione took Silver's hand.

"I was around here, Hermione."

At this time, a very familiar voice came from not far away.

"It's amazing, I always thought it was just a legend. Albus, do you know this place? It was a slick old man who exclaimed, "It's amazing, I've never been to this place at Hogwarts in all my years." ”

"Follow me." Silver was at the front, and he led the other three to expertly weave through the piles of debris, and soon came to a small clearing.

Silver stopped, and now standing in front of them was Dumbledore, Slughorn, Snape, Harry, and Silver, a gang of five. (To be continued......)